Yao Defa took advantage of the crowd to escape Chen Xuan's pursuit. He hid in a corner and watched the two men showing resentment. He looked deeply at Yu Yang and turned to leave.
After a while, I came to a restaurant at the west city gate, got in and pushed open a box.
Sitting inside was a man in white clothes, about 20 years old, wearing a lotus crown on his head, and a strong man in his 30s, wearing a short jacket.
When he saw him, he poured a glass of wine and said, "Why are you so late, Master Taoist? Let me drink a glass of wine as a penalty first."
Yao De picked up the wine glass and drank it down. The two of them were stunned for a moment, then added another glass of wine and asked, "What's wrong with Taoist Master? What troubles have you encountered?"
Yao Defa drank another gulp, slapped the glass on the table and said angrily: "Forget it, on the way here I saw a little boy who was as pure as jade, he is a good candidate for refining the golden boy of the Dharma Protector.
I wanted to take him on as my disciple to help me practice, but after talking for a long time, he remained unmoved.
After a while, another senior brother from Lao Shizi came, and he looked very handsome.
Pindao wanted to show off his skills to convince them and let me go willingly, but unexpectedly he hit the iron plate.
That little Taoist priest didn't know what kind of magic he had practiced, but he broke my magic and even chopped off my precious black silk thread. "
"Oh, I wonder which family he is a disciple of?" the young man in white asked curiously.
He knew that Taoist Yao was proficient in a method of refining a magic boy. This method required a beautiful boy to be used as a guide, and his soul was refined using a secret method, euphemistically called the Golden Boy of the Protector.
Once it is refined, it can change reality and reality, and come and go without a trace. However, if you don't understand the innate intention, you will be helpless.
I have always wanted to refine it, but I have never found the right materials.
In addition, he also refined a magical weapon called Black Silk. Anyone caught by it would be poisoned and robbed of essence and blood, making it extremely difficult to deal with.
To be able to annihilate such a magic weapon, one must either have a very high level of evil-destroying magic, or at least be an innate master of the Tongmai Realm.
No matter what it is, it is not something that ordinary people can do.
"I heard that kid say they are practicing in the White Cloud Temple."
Yao Defa asked the middle-aged man: "I wonder if Gang Leader Lei has ever heard of Baiyun Temple?"
This man's name is Lei Ming. He is the leader of the Iron Fist Gang in Pingshan County. He is known as the Iron Fist. He has a group of gang members who specialize in some gray business outside the city. He is very familiar with this three-acre land.
He thought for a while and asked, "Is one less than twenty years old and the other ten years old?"
"Exactly." Yao Defa asked, "Does Gang Leader Lei know them?"
Lei Ming nodded, shook his head and said: "I don't know them, but according to what the Taoist priest said, these two people are most likely under the gate of the third channel of Baiyun Temple in Qingfeng Mountain outside the city.
This three-channel leader is known as Jian Tong, Fu Tong, and Fa Tong. He is widely famous in our county. The Taoist leader is not unjust. "
"It turns out it's them." There was an inexplicable meaning in the tone of the young man in white.
"Brother Guan also knows about them?" Lei Ming asked unexpectedly.
The young man's name was Guan Yunda. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "It seems that I still have some connection with them.
My master had studied under that three-passage man before, but the old Taoist was afraid that my master would become better than his master after learning his method, so he was only willing to teach me the trivial art of Qingfeng Thirteen Swords, while his real skill was to cherish a broken broom and refused to teach him. Grant.
My master was so angry that he left his hometown far away. Only then did he have the opportunity to join the White Lotus Sect and practice the righteous Dharma. "
"It turns out there is such a connection." Yao Defa suddenly said.
Guan Yunda turned the wine glass in his hand and rolled his eyes: "Just now, the Taoist priest said that the people from the third channel are dead?"
Yao Defa nodded and said: "The boy said that his master is dead. If he is really a disciple of a third-level disciple, he should be."
Lei Ming said: "Since I can remember, news of the death of the Three Path Masters has been coming every year. Recently, such news has also come out. I didn't pay attention to it at first, but now that it was said by his disciples, I shouldn't pay attention to it. Fake.
As long as I can remember, I have heard that the man from the third channel is over a hundred years old. Now that I am over thirty, I think it is almost time for him to come. "
"In this case, I have no choice but to vent my anger on my master's behalf."
Guan Yunda chuckled and said to the two of them: "Didn't the Taoist Master want to use that little boy to refine the golden boy who protects the Dharma? That's easy to do."
I just need to ask Brother Lei to bring me one of their personal belongings, and I can use the secret method of the religion to capture their souls without anyone noticing.
At that time, the little boy will be at the disposal of the Taoist priest. I can also take the little Taoist priest and pass it on in his contemplation to present a congratulatory gift to the master. "
"This matter is simple." Lei Ming said with a smile: "If we are talking about facing the enemy head-on, the disciples in my gang will not look down upon you two, but when it comes to this kind of thing, it is easy."
"Thank you both..."
Yao Defa stood up with the wine glass and was about to toast the two of them to express his gratitude. Suddenly he saw Chen Xuanzheng walking by with Yu Yang below, and said hurriedly: "Those two people."
When the two heard the news, they saw a young Taoist priest who was no more than twenty years old. He was more than eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and thick back, and slender limbs. He was wearing a wide Taoist robe.
There is a sword hilt exposed on the shoulder, a floating bamboo basket on his back, and a lot of things in his hand. He looks extremely majestic and powerful.
Next to him was a young Taoist boy with delicate features and fine features, carrying a small wooden sword behind him and happily eating a candied haws.
As if sensing their prying eyes, he looked up and saw that his eyes were as bright as light and lightning, which made one's heart tremble.
Lei Ming nodded and praised: "Sure enough, the beauty is extraordinary. The little Taoist boy looks like a golden boy descending to earth."
Yao Defa avoided Chen Xuan's gaze long before he looked over.
Thinking about the humiliation of being driven away in embarrassment just now, he gritted his teeth and said, "Please help me vent this humiliation."
"This is what it should be."
Lei Ming turned around and left the box, and came back after a while and said: "I have already ordered someone to do it. Let's continue drinking. I think it won't take a while to bring back what Brother Guan wants."
"Thank you! Thank you!"
"No need to be polite, Taoist Master!"
"Drink! Drink!"
The three of them laughed, toasted and changed glasses, waiting for the news.
Chen Xuan looked at their attire and thought they were from the martial arts world. Seeing that they just glanced at them, Chen Xuan didn't care.
Just as they were about to leave the city gate, a group of beggars suddenly rushed forward from several corners and surrounded the two people and sang "Lotus Blossoms".
"Playing bamboo boards and singing lotuses, the two Taoist masters are true gods. This master has infinite power. The gods from the Nine Heavens will descend to the mortal world. That master is also good. The golden boy of Baoque came down to earth and came to the world to take a walk and see. The sickness and suffering in the world..."
Chen Xuan originally thought that he was holding so many things and wanted to rob them, but when he heard them singing Lotus Falls, he realized that they were here to beg for something.
Just as he was about to blow them away, he saw several children with sallow faces and thin bodies among them, and he couldn't help but feel sympathy.
Xiang Yuyang said: "Yuyang, give them a share of the remaining pancakes."
"Okay." Yuyang took out the leftover scallion pie from the bamboo basket and handed it to them: "You can take these and eat them."
"Thank you, little fairy boy." Several beggars immediately swarmed forward and scrambled for it.
Yuyang was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground. Several people groped randomly on his body, and several others rushed towards Chen Xuan.
